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Jul 2016
They say,
the ones who love you
hurt you the most.
I don't think that's fair.
Why would I get hurt
for your love,
but you wouldn't have to do a thing
for mine?
If you'd really love me,
you'd try to prevent me from hurting.
But what you do
is hurting me on purpose,
every single time.
And that's not fair.
And that's why I have to leave.
*-I don't think my goodbye would hurt you as much as you hurt me over the years
Alaska
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Alaska  24/F
(24/F)   
440
   --- and River
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